DirkJake chapter 1

Chapter 1[Dirk] (my first fanfic so don't be to hard on me all characters belong to Andrew Hussie)

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You walk into your room flopping on your bed with a loud groan. You knew it he wasn't into you. He would be if you were a chick but you weren't. You roll onto your side carefully taking off your anime style shades and closing your eyes you didn't feel like doing anything right now. You were about to drift off when you heard a ping come from your computer signaling someone was attempting to pester you. You don't feel like talking to anyone so you ignore it. The ping repeats itself for the next minute or so. "FOR FUCKS SAKE!" You yell finally walking over to the computer to find the bubblegum pink color of your drunken friend Roxy Lalonde. She was explaining something to you that you couldn't quiet understand. The only things you could catch in her made up and misspelt sentences was the name Jake. "Jake of course that's what she's bothering me about" you think to yourself. You really couldn't blame anyone other than yourself for letting her into your love life.

"Dddddddiiiiirrrrrk? I no ur readin my massages

*messages"

You ended the chat with out a word. Before your inbox could blow up again you block her you'd undo the act when your head was clear enough to read her sloppily typed and spelt messages. You didn't have time to talk now. You had to sleep to clear your head. You had to forget you were practically rejected by your best bro.

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Chapter 1 [Jake]

"Why did you say that. You're an idiot English." You scold yourself pushing yourself away from the computer on your chair. You knew he had a crush on you... Or at least that's what Roxy told you, but who knows with her she also says your good friend Jane likes you. You don't know what to trust anymore but the fact the other not has ignored your last few messages gives you an awful guilt that he was, as Roxy says "flushed 4 u". You shake your head to clear it before rolling back to your computer typing quickly hoping for him to answer.

"Dirk? Please answer I'm sorry"

"The user you're trying to contact has blocked you please try again later"

Fuck. He blocked you.

You fucked up you fucked up bad. One feeling is over whelming you. Guilt. Roxy said he liked you but the idea of it being true was crazy. Why would /HE/ like /YOU/? He was so perfect. And to say the least you spent your entire life alone on an island. But something in you wanted what Roxy said to be true. But if you wanted it to be true why did you just tell him if he was a girl. You facepalm. Did you think that would be a hint of some sort. Whatever what ever convinced you to say it doesn't matter because he blocked you. He was gone and you felt quilt and confusion swallow you until you fell asleep trying to forget the name and existence of Mr. Dirk Strider.

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